Originally prepared to walk forward, Xiaobei stopped after hearing such a curious inquiry. He glanced at Mu YanYu and explained softly, "A Treasure Hunter is a profession. Simply put, a Treasure Hunter searches for all kinds of valuable items, and after finding them, they look for buyers to make a profit."
Mu YanYu, who was initially very puzzled, understood a little after Xiaobei’s explanation, but still had many questions. "Oh, I see. But earlier, he said that Treasure Hunters never lie. What’s that about?"
"Generally speaking, professional Treasure Hunters are people who don’t lie. So, typically, you don’t need to worry about buying fakes from a Treasure Hunter. But this guy obviously isn’t that kind of professional Treasure Hunter, or rather, he used to be a very professional Treasure Hunter, but he isn’t anymore!"
"I see!"
Seeing that Mu YanYu understood completely, Xiaobei quickly said, "Ok, wait here for me! I’m going over to expose his true colors."
"Why do you have to expose him? You’ve already warned Boss Wang before, and if he still wants to fall for it, that’s his problem."
You can’t force someone bent on making a mistake!
In Mu YanYu’s view, since this Boss Wang is determined to walk down this path, there’s really no need to pull him back now.
"I just can’t stand people committing fraud with medicinal herbs!"
With that statement as his explanation, Xiaobei quickly walked over.
As a responsible Chinese Medicine practitioner, Xiaobei couldn’t stand others committing fraud with medicinal herbs.
So now, Xiaobei was determined to expose this trash completely no matter what...
Hearing Xiaobei’s stubborn words, a smile played at the corners of Mu YanYu’s mouth.
"Previously, his third uncle told me that he’s a person with principles. It seems his third uncle knows him quite well!"
Watching Xiaobei walk farther away, Mu YanYu softly muttered to herself...
Xiaobei didn’t hear Mu YanYu’s murmuring, as he quickly walked over.
Standing firmly, Xiaobei heard these slightly urgent words!
"Transfer the money to me. I swear on my reputation that this ginseng is absolutely fine. So you can completely rest assured!"
"Alright! I..."
Boss Wang nodded, but just as he opened his mouth, he suddenly heard a faint mocking voice, "Swear on your reputation? I’m really curious, how much is your reputation worth? One buck or two?"
As soon as these words came out, everyone was dumbfounded...
Soon, everyone turned to look at the speaker and quickly realized it was a young man wearing sunglasses.
"Seems familiar!"
Everyone felt a sense of familiarity when they saw him.
After thinking carefully, they remembered why he seemed familiar...
Earlier, this young man had come and called away the owner of the shop, Boss Wang.
Boss Wang narrowed his eyes after hearing Xiaobei’s words...
...
"Damn it! I was just about to succeed! Why is there a Cheng Yaojin popping up halfway now!"
The person holding the ginseng screamed frantically in his heart.
Soon, he viciously glared at Xiaobei.
To be honest, right now he wanted to tear Xiaobei apart.
Because it was all his fault that his plan was about to fail...
"Hold it in, hold it in, I must hold it in!"
Roaring insanely in his heart, he looked at Xiaobei and pretended to be puzzled, "What do you mean? I don’t quite get what you’re saying?"

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